You shouldn't be
And yet you are
The greatest love
I've known so far.
My life unfolds as my story is being told in forms of words creating a poem that speaks to the soul.
This evening the Moon asked me, "Where's the person you used to compare me to?". My eyes wanted to cry, but I tried so hard to keep my tears from shedding. I told the Moon, "I never compared you to her, I just pointed out your similarities — both so beautiful and bright... and so far beyond my reach. It pains me to say that all I could ever do now is to admire her from a distance."
How gracefully you twirled, like a flame dancing in the wind. Your name was a foreign melody that escaped my lips in stuttering notes. But you breathed inspiration into me and rekindled my creative spark which I thought had long been snuffed out. Thank you for igniting that fire within me once more with your ethereal presence.
Oh, the depth of love,
boundless and pure, but alas!
Even it has its bounds.
Honoring its essence,
cherishing every moment,
but knowing when to let go.
For True Love is freedom;
To grow and flourish in joy
or depart with grace and dignity.
Oh maiden fair, whose name escaped my lips,
not due to its intricacies but fear's grips.
I'm grateful for your breath that sparked anew
my creativity and passion—once thought through.
Oh, my heart is heavy with the weight of your broken vows,
What caused you to depart without a word? Pray tell me now.
Dear Miss D, The process of letting you go is the hardest one I've come to know, through this poem I'll set you free, ...